Posted on 03/29/2013 1:44:14 AM PDT by lowbridge
I used to work near there Laz... btq just pinged you on Miss Uruguay fwiw, enjoy yer weekend
RR
Computers were a curse for many years and slowed everything in retail and service.
I remember a dairy close to the corner of Knott and Ballin Anaheim during the late 1960s, that seemed weird to me.
Los Angeles used to be different.
“During the 1920s and 1930s Los Angeles was a bastion of Anglo Protestantism, reflecting the values of Midwestern parishioners who had been carried to the Southland on the Southern Pacific Railroad. Well into the 1970s, Protestant denominational leaders enjoyed comfortable, influential ties with the city is still-strong “downtown business
establishment,” which itself was largely Protestant.
The Immigration Act of 1965, however, created the condition for a radically different religious future for the City of Angels-a future that would anoint Roman Catholicism as the area’s dominant religious group. Today Roman Catholicism is the single largest faith tradition in Los Angeles County, with 294 parishes and 3,631,368 adherents.”
In the early 1950's, we would sometimes visit my uncle's chicken farm in Anaheim. If we stayed overnight, the roosters would wake us up. My mother described the farm as being "way out in the country." Today, that's not quite the case--a business called Disneyland sits on the site.
My first visit to Disneyland was around 1956 or 1957, after a train trip from Texas, I think my dad, who didn’t live with us paid for the trip, he must have had a good year.
Another favorite place to visit was Knott's Berry Farm, where admission used to be free. My mother worked as a waitress in its Chicken Dinner Restaurant in 1941-1942--back when Knott's was still a berry farm. I occasionally swing by there for some take-out fried chicken.
My earliest memories are about the time of that film, 1954 when my family moved back to SoCal(from the Rocky Mountain states of Utah, Wyoming and Colorado).
My mother, her parents and grandparents had originally come to Lost Angeles County in 1928, bought a walnut orchard in the suburb of Whittier.
After WWII, my veteran father rode the bus from Whittier to East Los Angeles College.
My grandparents moved about 1952 next door to La Habra in Orange County, also the place of Rich. Nixon’s first law office.
I later moved to La Habra and now live in East LH. I remember the old Nixon law office, which is now a parking lot.
Bump
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